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Today was Younger Girl's eleventh birthday. She says she has no friends at school (her former best school friends have been pulled away by another fifth grade girl who has told them that on no account can they be friends with YG if they wish to be friends with her) and that made her sad. Still, she got a bunch of good presents, was taken out to our splendid local restaurant, Chenery Park, and then, tonight (more prosaically) to Olive Garden. She is a magnificent combination of mature and infantile and fabulously centered eleven year old. I think she's swell.
Meanwhile, I have eaten out four times in the last 36 hours and feel like the Queen Mary in dry dock. I'm thinking maybe I just shouldn't eat ever again, but I doubt my resolution will hold up. Gym tomorrow, you betcha.
Meanwhile, I have eaten out four times in the last 36 hours and feel like the Queen Mary in dry dock. I'm thinking maybe I just shouldn't eat ever again, but I doubt my resolution will hold up. Gym tomorrow, you betcha.